|The unapologetic offender|
However, on one very sunny afternoon, I saw the moon and that all changed.
The tulips are stationed right inside the front entrance of the market, so after I pick up a colorful, happy bunch the trip becomes pretty uninspiring, you know, cardboard boxes and frozen stuff, so I was completely unprepared for what I saw.
I walked into the produce aisle, bag in hand, ready to grab a tomato when there it was, looking right at me. I swear someone put it there on top for people to see and I was the winning shopper- ding-ding-ding!
I stood there for a minute looking around, did no one else see this? Just me? There was nothing to do but laugh...a lot...and take a picture of course. I'm sure I looked like a lunatic.
I have to be honest, I fell in love with that little guy right there. I wanted to take him home with me so I could keep looking at him and feeling good, well at least until he rotted. It had been an awful, humorless, just plain sad year and laughing felt so good, I didn't want it to end, but I left him there.
I wanted to pay that belly laugh forward. Perched atop that orange mountain, I figured he would be serving the greater good, proudly embracing his role as both the literal butt of the joke and the subject of an exquisitely unremarkable moment.
I later found this potato, but she wasn't nearly as personable.